stuffy nose translation: under the weather.
yup….i think i’m coming down with a cold. Perhaps all that partying this weekend knocked my immune system down a bit. I never get sick! Crap!
the “get well soon” arsenal
I am still nursing the ankle too but I do feel pretty confident it’ll be fine in another day or two.
keeping it under wraps just to be safe.
So in other words i’m totally in tip-top shape for Sunday’s 18 miles (insert sarcasm here). Pray for me!
I read today’s latest entry from Mile Posts and couldn’t relate more. Seriously I felt like I could have written it myself (minus the sub 1 1/2 hour half marathon time goal lol!). She talks about when your pride gets in the way of running where you might rather opt out of running a race once you know you’re not trained for that PR you wanted.
This all has been stirring around in my head for quite a few weeks. I am NOT at all thinking of bailing on the NJ Marathon, and most of my training has been going just fine. But, I keep going over my goal time in my head over and over trying to do the math to see if I can really pull it off. With each training run I realize that maintaining a 10:40 pace for 26.2 miles doesn’t seem out of reach but then I remember how I like to walk through water stops and walk a minute here and there when i see my family or get a cramp and that freaked me out because really my pace would need to be more in the range of 10:15 for most miles to allow me those walk breaks. I immediately threw my hands up and said forget it. I’ll NEVER reach my goal. I also simultanously did the calendar counting to see i’ll probably be in the midst of my period (yikes probably day 1 or 2) and that made me feel the “why bother” aspect even more. But just within the last few days I sorta yelled at myself. I’m running this race for more than just the possibility of a PR but because I loved the course last year and I love that my family can see me at a few spots along the course and it’s fairly flat and the race director is one of the nicest people I’ve ever met. I want to run this race regardless of the outcome. We must always remember we have more than one voice in our head and we have to battle for the strongest one to lead us.
Meanwhile, yes, I am totally capable of pulling out a 4:40 finish time (according to the McMillan calculator with a 57:26 10k and a 2:07:54 half I should be able to pull out a 4:29:18 marathon). But if it’s 4:50 who cares?
And of course I have this furry voice to bark at me when I talk smack…
Interestingly I got this fortune with my dinner tonight…
I concur. My heart will always see it right. Except when it comes to boys. LOL!
Question: Do you ever doubt yourself? How do you get back on track with yourself?
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